Honestly… we get it, you like sodomy and Gossip Girl…
Merely hitching excessively about women, albeit perhaps a competitive compulsion driven from jealously, doesn’t qualify as philosophy, as it’s pure denigration. Your not really searching out new ideas or asserting a thesis to be tested, but rather reinforcing your identity by tormenting and teasing others.
Just because you can slap a skirt ion and apply makeup, doesn’t make you qualified to know how women think. Your just a bunch of guys bitching in the end. Straight guys are still going to sex real women, and that’s that. Its not up for negotiation.
You must not be talking about me because I’m not bitching about women at all, there’s no emotion in my words, secondly building houses is not a denigrating thing but I’d expect the random asshole in the crowd to always twist intentions and assume everything is negative. It’s a function of reflection, he assumes everyone else has mal intent because everything out of his own mouth has mal intent. He assumes everyone is gay because he, himself is gay.
turd, you remind me of the straight boy who wants the gay parade to end early because it disturbs something within you? or the straight boy who attempts to attend a gay bar with some friends and then starts to criticize the gays behavior because the focus is no longer on you.
No, I want the gay pride parade to end because it interfered with my ability to get from the subway station to work without seeing two giant Turkish guys bate their cocks on the street, with piercings everywhere, and creepy Asian guys on the side of the street photographing everything.
Also hate it cause it is a two day event, and it starts all around the San Francisco library, on a Saturday while some people are studying up on the forth floor, with literally a bang and screaming… and everyone goes to the window expecting blood and guts from a terrorist, and instead it turns out it us just gays laying siege to the library… and nobody earned me of this, and it kisses you off something terrible.
Also pissed cause these stupid parades start at random through the year… I would be sitting at the Subway in Embaradero and a bunch of gays would come out around the corner dressed like Ninja Turtles and other childhood memories, ruining my childhood.
Honestly… what the Fuck is up with all the damn parades? You guys jealous of the damn Chinese parades or something. There is nothing to be prideful in bring a homosexual anymore than straight… we don’t have straight pride parades.
And stop riding bicycles everywhere naked, or dressing monkies up in leather in Folsom. Who the fuck does that to a monkey, you sick fucks.
Gay pride parade can stick to the bicycle lane, stop on red lights, and keep the ruckus down. We can figure out your gay already by how your dressed, why advertise more? Just March your sex obsessed asses over to the CDC to have your blood checked for STDs. And only come into restaurants fully dressed dammit! No clothes means no wallet, so no money… where you going to pull that credit card from?
Sounds like you have quite the lawsuit if you were a uninformed minor, or one who wasn’t reasonably mature enough to be aware of the long term consequences of your decisions.
You should Sue, and present your level 91 status on WofW as evidence that your miserable and mentally off balanced.
Yeah i wasn’t reasonably mature at the time, i only regret the decision occasionally, but most of the time i don’t…
nooooo. i can’t present my lvl 91 status because then the court proceedings would divert into a different direction, they would be fairly impressively astonished by my game playing skills, and turn me into a conduit to worship the gods, or quite frankly turn me into God himself, possibly the only God worthy of worship, i’m not sure if i’m ready for such levels of devotion…not to mention, every week i would have to listen to the outrageous sins you lot have committed, such as how you slightly stepped on somebody’s foot as you got on the bus, how you forgot to tip the cashier at the mcdonalds drive-thru, how you showed up to a doctor’s appointment 1 minute late, how you didn’t wash a cup after you immediately used it, and the heinous acts go on and on…with that said, i might be the only God in the universe to actually die…from a yawning disease…
ahh lvl 1, i remember it, such fun it was, i was a noobie, fresh and vulnerable…i use to look up to the higher lvl players, and tell myself oneday…oneday…at the beginning, i was out there on my own, no help, no support…abandoned in a strange world, so i got to it! day and night, busting my ass, destroying everything around me…climbing and climbing…now i stand glorious at lvl 91, almost 100, almost a God…in time…you should play, i’ll teach you the ropes…
No, it will cut heavily into my productivity. I gotta read books, hike long distances, and ponder a lot, and build machines I need for my upcoming business.
I just want my philosophy books, long walks on cliff side trails at dusk, my inflatable slow as hell kayak, oversized para-kite, and two 19 year old Russian bisexual blonds competing at slobbering over my prick… and I will be content with my humble, contemplative, solitary life. I don’t ask for much.
Oh yeah, pottery too. I used to do that in Alaska. I know where the local clay levels are, and amaze people how I can just go up into a hill, squint around, start digging, and hit highly.refined clay… ovens cost around $400 for melting certain kinds of metals, as wall.as cooking pots.
I want to mix tessalated glass cut by a vinyl cutter (by layers) into clay, and have them sunlit by parabolic mirrors, and paint and glaze the clay, and give one each to my two hopelessly infatuated Russian love slaves.
Very simple life, as a philosopher artisan at one with nature and technology. I don’t ask for much. Can’t get there playing that stupid video game.
